"Master!"
"Hush! Barking again!"
"Master, why did you come back! We have delicious food today!"
"Oh? You girl is quite filial. Hey, what's delicious?"
"Meat!"
"Let's go and have a look!"
Two black figures, one old and one young, quickly flashed into Wen's small kitchen while speaking.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Cai Mi entered the kitchen, she began to sniff her nose non-stop.
"Master, what are you smelling?" Rourou thought it was interesting, when did Cai Mi start using her nose? Could his sense of smell be as keen as his own
"Why does it smell like sliced noodles?" Cai Mi asked firmly even though he couldn't find a single noodle after turning around.
"Hey, master is really good. I was a little hungry just now, so I cooked a bowl of sliced noodles!" Rou Rou rubbed her nose and smiled.
At this time, it's better not to betray Sheng Yaoshan!
After all, in the dead of night, and the lone men and widows living together in the same room, it is inevitable that there will be misunderstandings if it spreads.
Thinking of Sheng Jiaoxue, Rou Rou secretly shook her head.
"You girl can make sliced noodles?!" Cai Mi was surprised.
"Well, I can do a little bit, but I can't do it well. No, I burned my hands." Wenrou put on a bitter face, pretended to be weak, and stretched out the hand that was burned just now to cover Sheng Yaoshan.
At this moment, on the left hand which is gentle and white as jade, there is already a round mark which is red and swollen.
In fact, this noodle-slicing technique is actually based on Chef Gao’s ancient recipes. It is a famous noodle snack in Shanxi. It’s amazing when you look at it gently. I try it myself on weekdays, and it’s real!
Tonight, I happened to show off in front of Sheng Yaoshan!
"You girl, why are you so careless! The cook's hands are so precious! You are trying to kill yourself!" Cai Mi was shocked when she saw her, and she changed her previous pretense of being stupid. There was a strange brilliance in his eyes, and he pulled Wen Wen straight to the side of the basin.
"Wow!" The cool well water flowed over the tenderly scalded hands, and the condensed feeling from the outside continuously relieved the scorching pain that had always been there.
Cai Mi gently held her tender and scalded hand with one hand. Holding the water ladle firmly in one hand, he continuously scooped out the well water in the basin, and then slowly washed it down, repeating this process.
His eyes were full of worry and love.
"Master..." Rourou only felt that something was blocking her throat, and she couldn't swallow it. A warm feeling surged up in her heart.
"Does it still hurt?" Cai Mi asked with concern.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Master, this trick of yours will stop the pain immediately." He said with a gentle and charming smile.
"Fortunately, I came back in time. Otherwise, your hands must be bubbling!" Cai Mi poured another scoop of cool well water with some reproach, and then pressed her gentle hands directly into the basin, "Soaking Bar!"
"Master, you are so kind..." Rourou felt that something was about to drip from her eyes, and she hurriedly raised her head. He opened his eyes again vigorously, making it flow backwards.
"Hmph, remember, no one in this world will be with you forever, only you love yourself! As a cook, the only thing that can be with you to death is your hands! If your hands are useless, your cooking skills will also be useless! "Cai Mi said earnestly.
"Master, what did you just say? Our cook?" The gentle smile showed a hint of cunning.
"Ahem, I... I mean you! Let it soak!" Cai Mi's face turned white and red.
"Master, today my father ordered a piece of good pork belly. We only made half of it tonight and left half. You can do it according to your own needs, as long as you leave some for my father!" Seeing Cai Mi's embarrassing expression, Rou Rou immediately shifted away topic.
"Pork belly!" Cai Mi suddenly remembered, just now at the door, this girl said that there are delicious ones. Looks like meat was mentioned! It's really meat!
"Hey, today is really a blessing! Chef Wen really has a good eye! The best part of the whole pig was taken by him!" Cai Mi easily found the half of the best part along the direction of his gentle fingers. The pork belly is held in the hand and turned over to admire, it seems that the hand is not a piece of raw meat, but a delicate and rare landscape stone.
It was a piece of meat at the oblique position below the tip of the rear leg of the pig. Each pig weighed only about half a catty. It was really rare and good meat!
"Master, you can save some money, my father only kept half of it!" Seeing that Cai Mi looked at the piece of pork belly with affection in his eyes, Rou Rou could only remind him.
"Hey, I got it, I only use a little!" Cai Mi said, and started to operate.
"Master, what kind of meat dish do you want to demonstrate today?" Seeing that Cai Mi had started to move, Rourou excitedly took out her hand soaked in the water, and came over before she could dry it off.
"Twice-cooked pork!" Cai Mi said calmly, then glanced at Wen Rou, and frowned again.
"Who told you to take out your claws! Soak it!"
"Oh." Rourou stuck out her tongue, obediently put her left hand back into the basin again.
At this moment, Cai Mi continued to talk.
"This pot of pork is a time-consuming but delicious side dish that bites off the tongue. If you want to be truly delicious, you must start with the selection of meat. It must be fresh pork slaughtered on the same day. It means that if it is too fat, it will be greasy, if it is too thin, it will burn, and if it is too wide or too narrow, it will be difficult to form. The piece of meat your father chose is just what I like!" Cai Mi weighed the pork belly in his hand, and started the next move.
"Master, do you want to help?" Rourou took her hand out of the basin again, and moved closer in a few steps.
"Soak your paws!" Cai Mi yelled.
"Oh." Rourou went back obediently again, and then soaked her hands in the basin again.
"This cooking of meat is also a technique. It is difficult to cook meat in clear water. Therefore, after the water boils, you must first add ginger, green onions, garlic, pepper, fine salt, cooking wine to remove fishy soup, etc. The smell is strong, and then put in the washed pork, pick it up when it is half mature, and use chopsticks to test it, it will be soft and rotten after a long time, and the taste is not good." After Cai Mi said, the water in the pot was already boiling, and he raised his hand to put The half piece of pork belly was divided into half and kept, and the other half was washed and thrown directly into the pot where the soup was hung.
At this time, the color of the soup in the pot has turned white, and the pork, which was bright red just now, has turned white-brown in an instant.
"Get up!" Cai Mi murmured, and casually used a strainer to remove the half-ripe pork from the pot, and put it directly on the bamboo drawer next to it, and covered the meat with a soaked steamer cloth.
The hot air of the meat radiated from the cloth.
Rourou felt curious, although she was still soaking her paws, her mouth was not idle, "Master, what is this for?"
"Cool down!" Cai Mi replied simply.
Immediately, he deftly threw the meat into another pot of cold water to soak it, and then began to cut the knife.
"Master, the meat isn't cold yet!" Thinking of how her hands were scalded like this, Ruan couldn't help worrying about Cai Mi's hands.
"This is the essence of cutting back-cooked meat. You can't wait for the meat to be cold before cutting it. It is fat and thin and easy to break. When it is just out of the pot, the heat is hot and it is difficult to cut the knife evenly. So I soak the meat in cold water and cut it while it is cold outside and hot inside. A knife is the best time." Cai Mi said, and cut half a piece of pork belly into thin slices one by one.
As for how thin? There is no concept of tenderness, but I just think that the meat Cai Mi cuts is so thin that light can pass through.
"Master, do you want the twice-cooked pork to be cooked again?" Seeing that Cai Mi had cut up the cooked meat, Rourou asked curiously.
"Hehe, you girl is quite good at guessing! This twice-cooked pork was originally a dish for Bashu people to worship their ancestors. It was only because it was too tempting, so after the ancestor worship, everyone took it home and continued to eat it, so it was called twice-cooked pork! However, the cooking method of this meat needs to be cooked twice in the pot, so the kind you guessed can barely be counted!" Cai Mi smiled.
"Wow, it's too tempting, master, do it quickly!" He licked his lips gently, if it wasn't for his hands still soaking in the basin, he might have rushed over by now.
"Wait!" Cai Mi smiled, and continued: "This time, the hot pot meat is Sichuan cuisine, so the ingredients must be authentic Pixian Douban, finely chopped with a knife, and the soy sauce should be thick enough to hang on the wall of the bottle."
"Pixian Douban!" Ruan Wen was stunned. Wen Shouzheng also made a Sichuan dish earlier, Mapo Tofu, because he didn't use Pixian Douban, so the taste was always lacking. Now, will there be this magical Pixian Douban at home
"Don't look for it, I have it! I saw that Zuixianlou entered Pixian Douban this morning, so I took some back. I didn't expect it to come in handy!" Cai Mijian Wen Rou stretched out his nose to smell it, Xi Wen heard it, and patted his waist proudly.
"Master, even you are getting along?" Rourou smiled.
"The cook doesn't steal, and he doesn't harvest the grain!" Cai Mi said casually.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly coughed and cleared his throat again, eager to cover it up, but Wen Rou had already heard it clearly, and at this moment he was still soaking his hands with a smile on his face , did not continue to question.
At this time, the oil in the pot is hot and green smoke rises, and Cai Mi quickly uses civil and military fire to push the meat slices into the pot, that is, add the finely chopped Pixian Douban, mix and stir-fry, the unique color and taste of the Douban penetrate into the meat instantly.
The meat slices were flat just now, but now they have been boiled into rolls one by one.
Seeing that the meat had been formed, Cai Mi swiftly poured a spoonful of sweet noodle sauce and soy sauce into it, and finally put a handful of pesto sprouts that had been cut long ago into the meat.
"Girl, fire!" Cai Michong shouted softly!
Gentle immediately took out his hand from the pot, grabbed a handful of firewood, threw it into the stove, and pulled the bellows a few times, the flames were blazing, and the pot was full of fragrance for a while!
After stir-frying a few times, Cai Mi picked up a plate, and this plate of twice-cooked pork was ready.
Rou Rou stood aside, without time to wipe her hands, she just stretched her neck, swallowing uncontrollably.
In front of this plate of twice-cooked pork, the meat slices are fat and thin, golden and shiny, and the garlic sprouts are clear and clear, even though they are cooked, they are still beautiful.
"Hey! It would be great if General Sheng came later, and he could still catch up with this blessing!" Rourou murmured to herself.